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I look at the woman for a y sweater can’t hide the well-formed breasts beneath the thick, lus She’s well-proportioned, and her face and hair look touched by sunshine, even within the gloom of my office

“Okay, let’s just say for argument’s sake that I did fire your mother What do you want me to do?”

“Re-hire her,” says Maddy pro to do”

I lean back in my chair

“Yes, but I can’t do that My guess is that yourwhat she’s doing Being a showgirl isn’t just about s an athlete You have to get up there for three hours straight and take the crowd by stor, shaking, and es It’s not for the faint of heart and it’s hard on your body How old is your mom now? Forty? Forty-one? Forty-two?”

Maddy’s lip trembles

“She’s forty,” she says in a rigid voice

I sigh

“Exactly Most of the showgirls are twenty-five, or even younger This isn’t really a job for the uess is that your entler for us to let her go, Maddy There’s no sense in beating an old horse when there’s nothing left in the gas tank”

That es

“Don’t you call my mother an old horse! Grace has more than a thousand times your value, you son of a bitch! She’s worked her tail off for this stupid Le Palms for more than a decade, and this is how you repay her?”

I fend off her blohich is pretty easy because although Maddy is tall, I’ve got to be at least six inches taller Not only that, but Maddy is thin and lithe, whereas I’e and burly I’m all muscle, whereas she’s sensuous curves, and she doesn’t have a chance to strike me